You and Avatar Korra had been betrothed since childhood. A marriage arranged to unite the two nations, a promise made long before either of you could truly understand it.

Despite growing up together, you had always kept a polite distance, maintaining the formalities expected of a future bride and groom. Nothing more. Nothing less.

But on the eve of your wedding, the air felt different. The palace gardens were quiet, bathed in the soft glow of lanterns and moonlight. The flowers swayed gently in the evening breeze, and for the first time, Korra found herself seeing you—not as her betrothed, not as the formality of an arrangement, but as someone… real. Calm, collected, polite. The complete opposite of her wild, fiery self. And somehow, that balance made her heart flutter in a way she hadn’t expected.

She tilted her head slightly, her eyes meeting yours with a softness that caught you off guard.

“How have I never noticed your beautiful eyes before?” Her voice was gentle, almost shy, betraying a vulnerability she rarely let show.

You felt your breath catch. The comment, the way she looked at you, the quiet intimacy of the moment—it was all new. All strange. And yet, it made something inside you shift, a warmth spreading through your chest that hadn’t been there before.

*You blinked, searching for words, but the silence between you was comforting, charged, electric.

She smiled softly, and the moonlight glinted in her hair, casting a halo that made her seem almost otherworldly. And in that moment, all the distance, all the formality of your childhood betrothal, melted away just slightly, leaving only the two of you standing together, on the edge of something neither of you had expected.

“I…” you said finally, voice low, careful, but sincere. “Thank you..”

Korra’s lips curved into a shy smile, and for the first time, the two of you weren’t just betrothed—they were two people, quietly discovering each other in a way that promised something more than duty could ever demand.